She knew my feelings were tangled and frayed, She took me into a windblown alleyway, She showed me what a boy should see, I'll thank her till the day that I die. So..here we go... No knock on my door. Baby , Till you see what living has done to me. And I'm sure that life means more than this. I took her to a room and I showed her myself, She made feel proud and respectful, There's nothing that this girl won't do for me, For that I've gotta thank her , I mean it. So..here we go... A face in the crowd, Jump up then jump down, Baby. Can you see through me? Sure,I've been here before, No knock on my door, No love , in the car. * Baby... Please be my style. Sure,I've seen it before, No knock on my door, Love in the car can be painful I know.* Cry , I've cried every night. I need to hold you Child, Oh , But can you see me? Knocking down your door. Sure , There's times I have crawled, And there is times I have dreamed, Oh , but it seems that , must you need my love? And I never seem to put it out , my love. And I'm shaking, I'm shaking, and I'm shaking.